Nordican
Honorable Scoundrel
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- May 29, 2012
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Alexander "Alex" Slemmet hid in the shadows trying to catch his breath. His dark blackish green hair had been cut short, almost less then half and inch and his amber eyes searched out. He wasn't scared, well he wasn't just scared. He was was confused, angry, frustrated and scared all at once. The fugitive from law had hoped across Earth, Mars and even a station off Saturn to wind up on Melios II one of the planets outside of Earth's solar system.
Alex thought for sure if he just hung low on the industrial planet at it's capitol city Metos he'd be find but then he'd seen them come in. He knew they were a hunter before he needed any more confirmation. He could just tell by the movements and then he had upended a table in the cantina and taken off running. He was an innocent man who had been framed for the planetary governor of Mercury and they would not bring him in. Not when soldiers had found him crouching near the governor's corpse not now.
An ex Space Ranger Alex had used every trick he knew to keep himself hidden and elude capture but he had not seemed to do good enough in trusting the people he needed to lie low. Now he clung to the shadows of a run down hotel in Metos waiting and hoping that the chase was at an end and he'd gotten his pursuer off his tale.
He had to sell his blaster to pay for his transit here and he had nothing left save for his military training against a possibly well armed extraction team. Not odds even he'd take. So he waited and tried to calm his breathing.
Alexander "Alex" Slemmet
27 years old. Born on Earth, in the South Western Region, California.
6'1 200 pounds.
Black green hair cut in a buzzcut.
A scar across his left cheek, recently formed.
Lean and muscular, he used to be a soldier and his year on the run have kept him from to much cushy living.
Alex thought for sure if he just hung low on the industrial planet at it's capitol city Metos he'd be find but then he'd seen them come in. He knew they were a hunter before he needed any more confirmation. He could just tell by the movements and then he had upended a table in the cantina and taken off running. He was an innocent man who had been framed for the planetary governor of Mercury and they would not bring him in. Not when soldiers had found him crouching near the governor's corpse not now.
An ex Space Ranger Alex had used every trick he knew to keep himself hidden and elude capture but he had not seemed to do good enough in trusting the people he needed to lie low. Now he clung to the shadows of a run down hotel in Metos waiting and hoping that the chase was at an end and he'd gotten his pursuer off his tale.
He had to sell his blaster to pay for his transit here and he had nothing left save for his military training against a possibly well armed extraction team. Not odds even he'd take. So he waited and tried to calm his breathing.
Alexander "Alex" Slemmet
27 years old. Born on Earth, in the South Western Region, California.
6'1 200 pounds.
Black green hair cut in a buzzcut.
A scar across his left cheek, recently formed.
Lean and muscular, he used to be a soldier and his year on the run have kept him from to much cushy living.