amchentai
Gundam Pilot
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Sex, Drugs and the Force(Closed)
Nar Shaddaa, or the Smuggler's moon as some called it was the perfect place to set up shop. And as Darth Rav looked over the table of bodies he shook his head. Aliens would have to wait. His next shipment was humans, females his smuggler contact would bring in a batch and he would continue his research into the Force and sexual pleasure. But being human himself working with aliens from the start was not working out. He waved his hand and a group of droids picked up the bodies and took them to the local dumping ground.
Taking over a gang's base was simply enough, blasters were rarely effective against Lightsaber and his black red saber was more than enough to make the remaining gang members flee in terror after seeing their boss get cut down. He walked over to a stasis capsule and looked at his lover. The whole reason he was on this moon was that he wished to protect her, un-sith like for sure. But Looking at the history of the Sith he knew that they too had flaws, same as the Jedi. He looked at the Tank and the Zeltron woman inside and returned to the other room. His lab sealed behind him, what used to be the gang's vault, so it was safer than other places. And with his guard Droids all around this place under his control, he worried not for his love.
Moving from the lab/vault he made his way to the main hall, comupter displays of his work along with a number of other information scattered about on holos all around him. He made note of one display, his contact was late. He sighed and ran his hand through his short black hair. "Always late..." He muttered out loud and moved to check the link to the orbital traffic control system, checking to make sure she had not been cought by the Hutts. Though his deal with them and a side project for them kept them off him most of the time. And little did she know she was a test subject of sorts. Not like the ones that the droids were halling away, no, he needed this one alive and well. He pulled out the vile from his coat pocket, the crystal blue liquid sloshed around in the vile and he smiled.
Nar Shaddaa, or the Smuggler's moon as some called it was the perfect place to set up shop. And as Darth Rav looked over the table of bodies he shook his head. Aliens would have to wait. His next shipment was humans, females his smuggler contact would bring in a batch and he would continue his research into the Force and sexual pleasure. But being human himself working with aliens from the start was not working out. He waved his hand and a group of droids picked up the bodies and took them to the local dumping ground.
Taking over a gang's base was simply enough, blasters were rarely effective against Lightsaber and his black red saber was more than enough to make the remaining gang members flee in terror after seeing their boss get cut down. He walked over to a stasis capsule and looked at his lover. The whole reason he was on this moon was that he wished to protect her, un-sith like for sure. But Looking at the history of the Sith he knew that they too had flaws, same as the Jedi. He looked at the Tank and the Zeltron woman inside and returned to the other room. His lab sealed behind him, what used to be the gang's vault, so it was safer than other places. And with his guard Droids all around this place under his control, he worried not for his love.
Moving from the lab/vault he made his way to the main hall, comupter displays of his work along with a number of other information scattered about on holos all around him. He made note of one display, his contact was late. He sighed and ran his hand through his short black hair. "Always late..." He muttered out loud and moved to check the link to the orbital traffic control system, checking to make sure she had not been cought by the Hutts. Though his deal with them and a side project for them kept them off him most of the time. And little did she know she was a test subject of sorts. Not like the ones that the droids were halling away, no, he needed this one alive and well. He pulled out the vile from his coat pocket, the crystal blue liquid sloshed around in the vile and he smiled.
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