07-27-2018, 12:56 PM
The Half Helghan/Vektan “red riding hood” type spy revved the almost primitive motorcycle her companion had summoned for her while waving back. She didn’t mind. Everyone came from different lands and times, but there was one common factor. You either lived to tell the tale or died another face in the crowd.
Echo had no hard evidence that Lucas had even come around this area. He didn’t want attention or something was wrong.
The motorcycle sped from the Nexus, the wheels squealing, she cloaked herself and the bike as she past two stormtroopers who just looked confused.
“Hey #23, what was that?”
“Probably another annoying pest.” Number 42 elbowed the other
“Right, well it can wait another day.” #23 smirked
Echo passed right into Coruscant, Tier 1. She kept the summoned motorcycle nearby just in case she would need it again.
Echo had no hard evidence that Lucas had even come around this area. He didn’t want attention or something was wrong.
The motorcycle sped from the Nexus, the wheels squealing, she cloaked herself and the bike as she past two stormtroopers who just looked confused.
“Hey #23, what was that?”
“Probably another annoying pest.” Number 42 elbowed the other
“Right, well it can wait another day.” #23 smirked
Echo passed right into Coruscant, Tier 1. She kept the summoned motorcycle nearby just in case she would need it again.
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(Thanks Ez!)