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The Chronicles of Zetro Strange
Offline Stormrunner
03-17-2012, 11:20 PM,
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== Gadabout ==

I had just landed my ship and was just about to head for a pub when it started to rain, it was a some time ago since I saw and felt the raindrops that to the inhabitants of New London come as natural to them as the air they breath. The rain pattered down on my ship, an Armored Transport. I hate when it rains, to me, rain has always served as an prelude to dangers. The metal clangs from when the rain paltered down on my ships'€™s alloys made me think of when I cruised through the Avelmore Icefields heading for Invergordon, That time it was small ice-crystals that hailed all over the ships shield, this was before I had bought my '€™'€™Pelican'€™'€™ Transport, and I was running on a very low-budget smuggling run. The Ship I used was an dromedary which shield was an used '€™'€™brigandine'€™'€™ model. It was when I traveled through these fields I noticed several holes in the shield caused by an being in the shape of an energy distortion inside the field, now far gone, it disappeared after it had drained my ship'€™s computer of all it'€™s info.

But anyway, back on solid ground I was almost certain that I wouldn'€™t encounter any anomalies, since the rain had stopped. I walked toward the pub, however for some reason I took what I thought was an shortcut through an alleyway. I heard rapid splashes from boots hitting puddles of newly fallen rainwater, someone was running, an man was running towards me shouting for help, his face was blooded and he seemed to have trouble standing up not to mention running. Another man flew out fast like an speeding bullet from an connecting alleyway and tackled the man down to the ground, another man walked out of the house where the blooded one had first ran out from.
In his right hand was an taser, in the other handcuffs, they were Bounty Hunters. While all this was happening I hid behind an dumpster, in it'€™s shade I could watch without being spotted by the two vile mercenaries that think of themselves as some heroic vigilantes of the entire Sirius sector. They took their time with the man, I was not sure if their mission was to collect him or kill him, because when he was on the ground they kicked and punched the man for some time before tasing him to unconsciousness.
I have never held any hate against the Guild, only against some of it'€™s members.

They'€™re gone now, to collect their bounty no doubt, I head for the pub, the rain starts to strike down again, I hate when it rains...
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