Crix
Kid
Bounty Hunter
It's not the gun that matters...it's what kinda ammo your using
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Post by Crix on Sept 23, 2006 7:24:11 GMT 10
Crix, the young Rodian bounty hunter walked down the street slowly, in his usual wear. He looked aound, trying not to be suspisus and then kept walking. There were no bounties he had to catch today and he was heading to the closest cantina that's not Vorly's. This cantina was Flexo. He wanted some Juma Juice, maybe a dance. In his arival he saw a few Rodian women by a lot more Twi'Leks. He put down his hood and cursed under his breath.
He didn't like Twi'Leks much. He had no logical reason, he just didn't like them. Crix sat down and pulled down his scarf as he ordered a large glass of Juma Juice. When his drink arrived he took small sips. Crix looked around and a small Freeze Mine popped out of his clothing. It was a low level Freeze Mine and would only freeze one person. So he slid it carefully under the seat of a Twi'Lek woman.
It was set for forty minutes. That was calculated on his R6 unit to be the exact time he was able to finish off four glasses of Juma Juice. Crix new that the woman frezing would be a lot more funny if he was drunk. He kept sipping his first glass awaiting the terrible joke to end. He looked around as he drank and still kept his eyes on the Twi'Lek. On some peoples faces it was obvious that thought thought he was attarcted to this woman. But they would see the real reason he was eyeing her.
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