Gabriel Audemars
Cassus Vhonte
Gabriel waited backstage, he was hired by some 'musical prodigy' he had never heard of before, but he didn't care. The credits paid well and wherever credits lie, Gabriel was usually not too far away, just like now as he was head of security. Protecting this musical genius from any kind of harm which she'd probably sustain on Nar Shadaa, so who better to hire than a Mercenary with over 11 years experience?
He was seated on a chair which rested on a wall near the backstage entrance, he leaned back on his chair, placing his hands behind his head as he smoked a cigarette. He was kitted out pretty inconspicuously, wearing a leather jacket which had two holsters hidden inside it and a WESTAR M-5 blaster strapped to his back, thankfully the jacket was just loose enough to cover up his beefy equipment, he needed to be prepared for Nar Shaddaa, so he wore armorweave under the t-shirt hidden beneath his leather jacket and more armorweave under his denim pants, along with black boots, in truth he didn't look bad, if anything he looked like he'd be a band player and that was the point, apart from the bright yellow armband which read "SECURITY", definitely the least inconspicuous part about the getup.
"I'd better get free drinks for this..." He grumbled under his breath. "...Maybe a lil' spice too..." None of the hard spice, obviously. The lighter, finer stuff was better for him, he wanted nothing to do with the kind that made people do all kinds of crazy stuff. Keep it civilized.
@[member=Bella Thorn]
He was seated on a chair which rested on a wall near the backstage entrance, he leaned back on his chair, placing his hands behind his head as he smoked a cigarette. He was kitted out pretty inconspicuously, wearing a leather jacket which had two holsters hidden inside it and a WESTAR M-5 blaster strapped to his back, thankfully the jacket was just loose enough to cover up his beefy equipment, he needed to be prepared for Nar Shaddaa, so he wore armorweave under the t-shirt hidden beneath his leather jacket and more armorweave under his denim pants, along with black boots, in truth he didn't look bad, if anything he looked like he'd be a band player and that was the point, apart from the bright yellow armband which read "SECURITY", definitely the least inconspicuous part about the getup.
"I'd better get free drinks for this..." He grumbled under his breath. "...Maybe a lil' spice too..." None of the hard spice, obviously. The lighter, finer stuff was better for him, he wanted nothing to do with the kind that made people do all kinds of crazy stuff. Keep it civilized.
@[member=Bella Thorn]