The Last Son
Taking my time I wore my three piece suit. (in sig) The mask covering most of my face. Even with the red tint in the visor I could still see clearly. Smirking as I walked past a bar with a man who was just thrown out. He crumpled up to his side as a man came over and kicked him. As the man's foot came in for another hit to the stomach I grabbed his arm and flipped it around his back and pulling up so fast that is shoulder wrist and elbow all popped in unison. He tried to scream out in pain, only my black gloved hand had covered his mouth to silence his scream.
A few hours earlier I saw this man beat up a different person out side a different bar. He walked away from that with not a scratch on him. His blond scraggly hair and grey stubble of a beard marked him as my target. Even though I was just starting out here on courscant slums as a vigilante known as only Dark rose, The man on the ground who looked to be just 18 looked up at me in surprised and thanks. I nodded to him saying one word in a hushed but hoarse tone. "Go." The young man blabbered a thanks and ran away. With my target in my hands I smiled as I brought my lips near his ever perfect ears and spoke only in a whisper.
"What is it with you beating up people? Does it make you feel better?" I removed my hand from his mouth to answer, but all he did was purse his lips shut. Smiling I pushed up harder and I could hear a groaning sound from the bones rubbing on each other in his arm. He screamed out only a pep when I covered his mouth shut. "Talk?" I asked him in a simple word. I could smell the stench of piss and sweat when I looked down to see that I had scared him so much that he soiled himself. he nodded his head very fast like. Taking my hand off his mouth he began to speak. "I'm sorry, I just..... No I.... Please let me go!"
I smiled and shook his body side to side to show that I was not letting him go. "Answer me first scum." He allowed himself to speak once more. "Because I like to see people hurt! Does that answer you?" I smiled with a huff, even in his ears he could hear me as I said so. I threw him onto the ground and pulled out a E-5 blaster rifle seemingly out of nowhere. and pointed at the man's chest. "How about I leave you the way you leave them." It was said with no remorse and no emotion.
A blaster shot could be heard as the bolt it the man's knee with a sickening sound.
@[member="Lexa Kimene"]
A few hours earlier I saw this man beat up a different person out side a different bar. He walked away from that with not a scratch on him. His blond scraggly hair and grey stubble of a beard marked him as my target. Even though I was just starting out here on courscant slums as a vigilante known as only Dark rose, The man on the ground who looked to be just 18 looked up at me in surprised and thanks. I nodded to him saying one word in a hushed but hoarse tone. "Go." The young man blabbered a thanks and ran away. With my target in my hands I smiled as I brought my lips near his ever perfect ears and spoke only in a whisper.
"What is it with you beating up people? Does it make you feel better?" I removed my hand from his mouth to answer, but all he did was purse his lips shut. Smiling I pushed up harder and I could hear a groaning sound from the bones rubbing on each other in his arm. He screamed out only a pep when I covered his mouth shut. "Talk?" I asked him in a simple word. I could smell the stench of piss and sweat when I looked down to see that I had scared him so much that he soiled himself. he nodded his head very fast like. Taking my hand off his mouth he began to speak. "I'm sorry, I just..... No I.... Please let me go!"
I smiled and shook his body side to side to show that I was not letting him go. "Answer me first scum." He allowed himself to speak once more. "Because I like to see people hurt! Does that answer you?" I smiled with a huff, even in his ears he could hear me as I said so. I threw him onto the ground and pulled out a E-5 blaster rifle seemingly out of nowhere. and pointed at the man's chest. "How about I leave you the way you leave them." It was said with no remorse and no emotion.
A blaster shot could be heard as the bolt it the man's knee with a sickening sound.
@[member="Lexa Kimene"]