The Path of Punishment

[James Knight]

When he approached the gate that led back to Coruscant after he had exited the gateway to the Endless Dunes, Warren Zimmer paused for a moment. The "Yandere Lover" could not stop insulting him, it seemed from the messages he read in the Dataverse. Just how developmentally delayed was the individual that he was about to deal with in a less than pleasant way, for what the individual had been doing? Going to an  anime store would be out of character for Warren, but he had no choice in the matter really. If he was going to deal with Dark Hecate's "husbando" as he had looked up the term that related to Waifu on the Dataverse before things got worse, he needed to act while the iron was hot. Sure he was not a fan of anime, but there had to be some anime he could find marginally acceptable. At his waist he had the NFL-Laser holstered. Across his back he had the Chaotic Quarterspear Staff. At the other side of his waist was the Buccaneer Blade that he had made for himself. All in all, Warren was heavily armed, and while no one could see it due to his armor was scowling.

[James Knight]

"Sir,"  said one of the Storm Troopers to Warren Zimmer as he approached, flanked by three others. "We're going to have to ask you to surrender all of your weapons. Why are you armed like that anyway?" asked the Storm Trooper who was one of the higher rankers of the Storm Troopers and didn't look very happy. The last time he had seen armor like that, it had been in a briefing about a Prime who could cause problems and issues for the Empire, unfortunately. The Storm Trooper approached Warren, holding his hand out expectantly for all of the equipment possessed by the Prime so he could get this job out of the way for the day. 

"I'm dealing with a possible sadist, before he decides to come after me."  Warren said, as he honestly believed that the "Yandere Lover" was secretly a sadist on par with Hecate herself's dark side and that was something he didn't want to deal with. If he had his choice, he'd have avoided the entire situation, but sadly it seemed that was not in the cards for him as it were. Warren then took off all of his weapons, knowing he could remake them at a later time, and gave them to the Storm Trooper, even ditching the NFL-R that he wore on his hand. 

"We still need to fully check you for weapons,"  said the Storm Trooper going, and getting an X-Ray scanner. Warren was searched, and all of his possessions he had on his person - even his clothes were taken away. A gray track suit with no color scheme, and that had no pockets in it was given to him by the Storm Trooper to wear. "Here's your replacement outfit. We accidentally destroyed your clothes, and your gear will not be returned, but you are free to make more as long as you get the proper permits. You will probably need to speak to a higher up of the Empire before you will be allowed to be armed, sir." 

A frown formed on the features of Warren Zimmer. His next post on the Dataverse about Coruscant was going to be even more negative based off of this encounter. Couldn't a Prime get work done without them interfering like this? Without his NFL-R he didn't even possess his communicator or Mobile Dataverse Device at his disposal. Most certainly he was going to have to recreate the NFL-R for his own use, as well as all of his equipment so that he could be able to deal with that individual. These clothes were also made out of a fabric that was scratchy and rough on his skin - itchy to say the least, that was miserable. 


Wearing it out of respect, as Warren didn't want them to blast him, he made his way through the gate uncomfortably.

[Dane Regan]

Hijacking this thread for Nexus travel. Coruscant -> Tangled Greens.

Xx_Yandere_Lo♥er_xX strolled through the Nexus. His Hecate-sama body pillow drew some odd looks from passing stormtroopers heading back to Coruscant. He glanced at his phone: no new posts in the Hecate-sama threads, two missed calls from his mother, and multiple texts asking to explain why he was back so late. That old woman didn't understand. So needy. He fired back a quick text of his own before heading through the Tangled Greens gate.

"Sorry, mum. I've got to do this. This is my calling in life. You always told me, 'ex ex Yandere underscore Lo-heart-er underscore ex ex, one day you'll get a job you really like, or find a good hobby, or maybe even a girl you'd do anything for' before you started yelling at me that today wasn't that day so I needed to do the dishes - something like that. Well, as it so happens, today *is* that day. I gotta find my waifu with all my laifu. Bye. Love you. Hecate-sama needs me!"