Name: Sabikah SÃƒÂ«maj
Age: 28 standard years
W.O.C. Long Range High-powered EE-43 Blaster Rifle with clear-sight and inferred scope and a single self recharging blaster pistol.
Gear: Various other small weapons are stored in his utility pouches. He wears brown pants with black boots a brown jacket, black body armor, and a utility vest.
What he looks like: Brown hair blue eyes, 5'10", Distinct Corallian accent, medium build, one scare on the right side of his face start from his jaw and ending near his eyebrow.
Home World: Corallia
Ship: The Dark Demise, Highly Modified Light YT-7000 Attack freighter, various weapons. Visible weapons include two high powered plaster turrets and proton and concussion missile tubes and a single Ion-cannon.
Occupation: Bounty hunter
That ship was fast...He was faster. The alien pilot was smart, and like always, with that smirk of a grin on his face, thought, I am DEFINATLY smarter.
The fleeing ship was an old looking excuse for a craft and was designated Vulture, it had a body shaped much like a diamond with the cockpit in the center of the craft. Four laser cannons were mounted on the edge of the crafts wings. The thing that stood out about this craft was its engines. Very new, yes very new indeed... They were the new HZ-576 racing engines ideal for quick get aways. They could omit such a burst of power and speed that it would look as though the craft had suddenly disappeared. Sabikah knew better when this barve tried that trick on him...
The Vulture shifted left and right in his sights, Sabikah kept lining him up over and over again to give the pilot a scare and make him jump a little further from the space station he was fleeing from. In about five minutes my friend, you will be out of their range and your precious cargo will be mine.
Apparently this alien was a smuggler who had obviously rubbed someone the wrong way. Sabikah's mission? Well to get back what was stolen of course, but this was a fairly good smuggler he was dealing with no telling what kind of valuables he had stowed away in that ship. And he's not going to be around much longer to care anyway.
There the five minutes were up. Sabikah brought his ion cannon to bear and lined the craft in his sight...for the last time. Boom....and there goes the ship. He squeezed the trigger. A single blue Ion bolt streaked precisely to the ships engines. There was no power aboard the ship after that.
Sabikah brought The Dark Demise around to dock with the craft, which got much bigger as he got closer.
"Secure docking has been achieved." voiced the lady like tone of his super computer. "Error encountered," She continued,"Main docking door has been locked."
"For the love of brandy, does he really think he can keep me out like this?" Sabikah said aloud, "Computer, start force entry now!"
"Acknowledged, Forced Entry code 00-587 started."
Lasers placed on The Dark Demise's docking door cut a precise square were the Vulture's door should have been.
"Hull successfully breached." Sounded the computer.
And now the real fun begins. He unholstered his self-recharging blaster pistol and walked to the boarding hatch.
The ship was cold, and completely dark, which didn't surprise Sabikah a bit. He put his night goggles on and begin to look for the pilot...
There were two walkways, one most likely leading to the engine room the other to the crew quarters, and eventually down the same hall...the cockpit. Sabikah walked noiselessly down the hall, he came to two doors on either side of him, most likely the crew quarters and kept walking. When he finally arrived at the cockpit he carefully examined it for its owner. No one was there.
"Don't MOVE!" shouted a nervous voice behind him. "I will kill you, if, if..If you do!"
Great, wanted to interrogate this guy but it seems that's not going to be happening...
With blurring speed, Sabikah spun around and immediately went to a crouch like position he aimed directly for the attackers forehead and fired. The bolt was there before you could blink. The alien toppled backwards and would for sure, never stutter again.
He walked over to the alien and looked at what was left of his face. "Poor nerf herder, you stuck your foot in the wrong deal didn't you." Said Sabikah with a slight sound of sympathy in his voice. He walked back into the cockpit and examined the controls. They were in basic so it wouldn't be hard to find what he need. There it was, the secret cargo hatch. The idiot had disguised it as the "instant meal button". Sabikah pressed it and heard the sound of doors opening down the main hall.
He made his way back down the hall, past the exit hatch, and all the way to the back of the ship to were the engine room was. Just before the door to the engine room, a hatch was opened. Sabikah peered inside and turned his goggles illumination up a notch...
There you are...he's going to be very happy to get this back.
Sabikah pulled out the black box that had whatever valuables his hirer wanted, what was inside was no concern of him. But then he saw something else, another box except this one was grey. He grabbed it too and planned on examining it later. In the corner there was a few hundred credits and a small blaster pistol, he left those. With the valuables he had, he walked back to the hatch...
He put the precious cargo in his own cargo hold and walked back to The Dark Demise's cockpit.
"Disconnect from ship." He commanded the computer.
"Acknowledged, disconnecting in three...two...one..." There was a slight shake throughout the ship. "Ship successfully disconnected."
Sabikah piloted his craft away from the Vulture and then turned around and lined it up in his laser cannons sights.
Rest in peace.
He then fired two shots at the craft. It exploded into a brilliant fire ball and then just as soon as it blew up, disappeared.
"Set hyperspace course to Coruscant." He ordered again.
"Acknowledged, setting course to zero zero one nine."
A few moments later all was quiet again. I guess I could take a look at that little grey box now... And he made his way to the cargo hold....
Last edited by BobaFett721 (Thursday, December 7, 2006 8:12 am)