Aithne Charr
Heir of Fire
Nar Shadaa
[member="Pyro"]
"Kark kark kark kark." His head ducked as the blast of a rifle slammed into the steel above him. What had started out as a simple raid was turning into a run for his life as Solan pushed his body through an alley with gang members thinking it was smart to engage him. Ok so he had gotten cocky, running into a fistfight with a few drunks without realizing what bar he was in. And maybe he hadn't planned on being drugged by the bartender which quickly turned his plan on its head with his force powers not responding. And sure, his little buddy Kira was a bit preoccupied as she had been separated. But hey. Atleast he was still alive.
That was for now atleast. Another bolt coming near his head and causing him to spit out another curse as sparks caught him in the side of the face. A short distance further and he would be out in the main street. It was a quick beeline, nothing complicated and then from there he could lose himself in a crowd. It would only tak- was that a child. Is that a child? His body toppled into the young woman as he exited the alley, falling flat on his face as he went head over heels and his mind was even more jumbled. No damage, injuries, or otherwise but he was still laying on the ground now as he blinked and tried to figure out what happened.