A Pirate’s Failure
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Tatooine
Sith Inquisitor
Act I
Andronikos Revel considered the Sith standing in front of him as she held out a datapad from his old girlfriend Casey. The Sith was petite to the extreme, barely coming to his shoulder. Andronikos was a fit man, but he’d never been considered tall. Whatever her reasons for being here, it was clear that this Sith had come prepared for a march through the desert. Only one thing truly stuck out to him apart from her height, and Andronikos couldn’t help but wonder what lay hidden under the feline mask she wore.
The creature next to the Sith woman rumbled, probably some form of speech. Andronikos didn’t like the way it pointed to him, before crossing its arms. “I need him to find the artifact.” …show more content…
Well, she hadn’t complained a few hours ago.
Andronikos pulled away from the Sith a slipped off the bantha, deciding against offering her a hand down. If the Sith didn’t want him to touch her, that was fine by him. “Hiding underground. Damn, wish I’d thought of that.” The woman prowled into the compound, there really wasn’t another word for the way she walked. While Andronikos generally preferred a more voluptuous figure on his eye candy, he wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of watching her ass as he followed her further underground.
When the Sith’s vibrosword hummed to life, Andronikos brought his attention back to the task at hand. She went on point like a predator sniffing out her prey, and the pirate decided his life may depend on him staying behind her until the bodies stopped dropping. He fired from cover with sub-standard blasters until they’d whittled down the targets to Wilkes …show more content…
“Heh, going to let her have all the fun, eh, Nikky?”
Andronikos hated that name. Anger coursed through his veins, and red fringed the pirate’s vision. “I’m going to rip out your throat and laugh while you try to scream.” He bit off each word of the threat, fully planning to make it a reality.
“Talk, damn you,” the Sith grumbled, sending another stream of purple light into the man. He collapsed forward on hands and knees, blood dripping from his lips. A couple more strikes, and Wilkes finally spilled his guts. The artifact, and Andronikos’s blasters, had been stolen days ago.
The Sith hissed in anger and backhanded Wilkes with enough force to topple him onto his back. Her feline mask turned towards Andronikos. “All of this chatter is making me bloodthirsty. Either you kill him, or I will.”
There was no way in any hell that Andronikos was going to let this kill go to anyone else. He stood over the rasping body of the man who’d stolen everything from him; his crew, his ship, even his kriffing blasters, leaving him to rot in some Imperial prison for months. “Guess you’re not so big after all.” Wilkes opened his mouth, still pulled into a smug grin, but Andronikos cut him off with a sharp crack of his blaster. The first bolt took the man’s ear off before he managed a headshot. “Damn, sight’s still off.” The pirate shrugged and joined the Sith
BREAK
Tatooine
Sith Inquisitor
Act I
Andronikos Revel considered the Sith standing in front of him as she held out a datapad from his old girlfriend Casey. The Sith was petite to the extreme, barely coming to his shoulder. Andronikos was a fit man, but he’d never been considered tall. Whatever her reasons for being here, it was clear that this Sith had come prepared for a march through the desert. Only one thing truly stuck out to him apart from her height, and Andronikos couldn’t help but wonder what lay hidden under the feline mask she wore.
The creature next to the Sith woman rumbled, probably some form of speech. Andronikos didn’t like the way it pointed to him, before crossing its arms. “I need him to find the artifact.” …show more content…
Well, she hadn’t complained a few hours ago.
Andronikos pulled away from the Sith a slipped off the bantha, deciding against offering her a hand down. If the Sith didn’t want him to touch her, that was fine by him. “Hiding underground. Damn, wish I’d thought of that.” The woman prowled into the compound, there really wasn’t another word for the way she walked. While Andronikos generally preferred a more voluptuous figure on his eye candy, he wasn’t going to deny himself the pleasure of watching her ass as he followed her further underground.
When the Sith’s vibrosword hummed to life, Andronikos brought his attention back to the task at hand. She went on point like a predator sniffing out her prey, and the pirate decided his life may depend on him staying behind her until the bodies stopped dropping. He fired from cover with sub-standard blasters until they’d whittled down the targets to Wilkes …show more content…
“Heh, going to let her have all the fun, eh, Nikky?”
Andronikos hated that name. Anger coursed through his veins, and red fringed the pirate’s vision. “I’m going to rip out your throat and laugh while you try to scream.” He bit off each word of the threat, fully planning to make it a reality.
“Talk, damn you,” the Sith grumbled, sending another stream of purple light into the man. He collapsed forward on hands and knees, blood dripping from his lips. A couple more strikes, and Wilkes finally spilled his guts. The artifact, and Andronikos’s blasters, had been stolen days ago.
The Sith hissed in anger and backhanded Wilkes with enough force to topple him onto his back. Her feline mask turned towards Andronikos. “All of this chatter is making me bloodthirsty. Either you kill him, or I will.”
There was no way in any hell that Andronikos was going to let this kill go to anyone else. He stood over the rasping body of the man who’d stolen everything from him; his crew, his ship, even his kriffing blasters, leaving him to rot in some Imperial prison for months. “Guess you’re not so big after all.” Wilkes opened his mouth, still pulled into a smug grin, but Andronikos cut him off with a sharp crack of his blaster. The first bolt took the man’s ear off before he managed a headshot. “Damn, sight’s still off.” The pirate shrugged and joined the Sith